It had been a long day of cleaning, Christian and Karmen were exhausted but the work needed to get done. Christian was working on the ceiling fan when he looked over to see Karmen on her knees hand scrubbing the floor. She was working so hard, bent down, breaking out in a sweat. Her skin shone slightly with the glisten of perspiration. It was a hot muggy day and the temperatures had been up near 40 degrees Celsius. The apartment they were scouring before they moved out was sweltering hot. He watched her, busy with her task she didn't notice him looking at her with a look of lust in his eyes. Christian adored Karmen, he loved her raven hair, supple breasts, small waist and smooth ass. Watching her on her knees he began to imagine how it would be to make love to her on that wet floor, how warm her body would feel against his, how sweet her kisses would be on his neck.
With a groan, Karmen kneeled up, her back aching from the immense task of cleaning the tile floor. Her clothing was annoying her, it was so hot but the job needed to get done. She turned around and saw Christian on a stool fixing the ceiling fan. He was in a white tank top and white khaki shorts. Karmen loved it when he would wear tank tops, showing off his well-sculpted muscular arms. She loved being held there, close to his chest. Day dreaming, Karmen imagined herself walking to Christian, running her hands over his body, kissing every inch of him and then driving him mad with teasing till he would take her right then and there. Sighing, Karmen smiled and started to get back to work.
"Would you like something to drink hon?" asked Christian as he went the fridge and grabbed the ice cubes and some glasses.
